Oh my god i got this shit all wrong
Its all cold
Goodbye shaking
Imma sell my body
Then go
Can i get this shit like all my touch
It's a kilo
Can I get keep my shit let go my death
And watch tivo
Goddamn shakin and I'm sorry i came
But more sorry that i got away
Im working on the phone
And ill say i cant come
And i like it that way
Disaster on my shoulder
Half your shit like hanna told you
I pour salt on the sensation
I f*ck up the conversation
I've got the come
Goes the come
Drip goes the come